Poems, written as footnotes on life as it unfolds.
and in those times
Ever since each of us were small we have encountered the repeated emphasis on the two, or three or even five year plan. Initially this is framed within education, getting through GCSE's, A-level's, Higher Education. Thereafter we enter the world of work and are faced...
Bull
the problem wasn’t the red rag, or the green, blue or violet, the problem was the bull and it’s propensity for violence the problem wasn’t the china that lay dormant upon the shelves, the problem was the shopkeeper whose doorkey let dominance prevail /Image by 51581...
Orbit
In walking on a summers day we may sometimes spot in the morning, the sun and the moon are both in the sky and that signals some kind of intergalactic balance. If this is coupled with a earworm of recently read words that tumble over as footsteps take us onwards, it...
six word stories
It can be easier to explain. To state how things are. With only six words, or less. Condense life chapters to six words. Mine would look like this. Do share yours. every bright moment matters cherish now, time is too short expansive lives confined to boxes floodgates...
In my work I don’t make anything I can hold in my hands
In my work I don't make anything I can hold in my hands, it's like being a time capsule made up only of stories. I like to imagine poems as some kind of repair shop, where moments of lives once forgotten, left to waste, disgraced, are written back into existence. As...
Blue as a backdrop to everything
we have been stuck in the longest of springs one which has offered only pockets of sunshine teasing us with meagre crumbs almost mean in being so fleeting we have been mostly cold mostly indoors or wrapped in layer upon layer so when the sun shows her face we barely...
Three day moon
Life just now is like the three day moon not nothing nor everything a portion of light destined to expand and contract shadows of responsibility dominate the landscapes Occasionally there will come a break in the clouds so the whole surface floods with light and all...
Ten minutes
Wellbeing is all well and good. I totally believe in it. Even when finding ten minutes seems almost impossible what with working, mothering, house-hold running. Especially all the different kinds of 'just take ten minutes to...' activities that are recommended across...
Sometimes
Sometimes you have to write something and at that exact moment, the only reason you write it is for yourself. Sometimes it just pushes out of you, like a birth, a force which will not be contained. And then when you see the words scribbled out like that, you see what...
Earthshot
Since first viewing on TV in 2021, I have been captivated by the Earthshot concept and all it contains and pertains to. In 2022 I watched the prizes awarded for the second year. Now I have the book. I am yet to finish it. https://earthshotprize.org/ And of course...
Puddling
You may find the term 'puddling' somewhat puzzling. And I'd be with you there, as it's the clunky translation for the French term 'Flacking', which itself emerged in 2016 to describe the covert art form of repairing potholes with creative mosaics. The work of French...
grandpa
empty chair everyone skirted beautifully around what was his chair choosing the garden seat instead, brought into the lounge for the mourners a respectful honouring of his cosy corner his much -loved place yet she, child with the innocent eyes flung herself freely...